Being raised by a grandmother with Stage 2 Alzheimer’s and Stage 3 Breast Cancer, a father with chronic asthma, and having a mother with Internal Shingles, there was a point in my life where I thought that I was going to lose everyone that I loved. Even though I did lose my grandmother, the best thing I saw was when she had passed away with a smile, because I knew everything was going to be okay and that she was happy with the life that she lived. But, one of the greatest obstacles that I had to face happened at a time where I question who I was and my purpose on this earth. In high school, I discovered a gift that I never thought I had, the ability to manipulate the English language in a manner of unraveling a mind rather that slapping a set …show more content…
Not with a 50%, not even a 40%, but one of my highest grades in that class, was a 40%. Every F, every percent, every single day, discouraged me to not only stop trying, but to drop out of High School because I felt as if I wasn’t good at anything else in this world. One day, a janitor named Mr. Rivera saw me in the hallway crying and stated in false assumption “Receiving a B is not the end of the world.” I handed him one of my papers and said in a sarcastic manner “Go ahead and read my B paper.” He took it from my hand and began to read it. He stated “Wow, you’re actually a dope writer, and look, no red marks on your paper, why are you crying over this?” I replied while taking out the rest of the essays from my school bag “Señor, look at the grade on the back of this paper and all of these papers.” I handed him all the papers and he started to read the grades aloud “10, 15, 10, 12 oh look a 20” he said in a comedic manner. He then told me “Wipe your eyes and breathe. Go talk to your teacher about your grades, I’ll stand outside and be your moral support.” I took his advice and I spoke to my teacher and she stated “Amelia, you’re a beautiful writer, but I just don’t like you and you don’t deserve to pass my
From the moment I was able to tie my shoes and button my jacket, I knew I wanted to be a doctor. While all my classmates at the La Petite Academy made macaroni trees and smiley faces, I drew myself with a stethoscope curing a poor man with the cold. Every year in elementary school, we had career day. Never straying from my love to helping others I wanted to be a surgeon one year, to a dentist the next, and even an obstetrician, I changed my mind quickly once I found out what they did. Looking back on my childhood, I always had a connection with animals and always loved being around them. Early mornings I would open our nearly frozen-shut windows listening to the birds calling. Beside from the squawking of the crows, I heard a soft, pleasant yet curious bird call. It stuck out to me
As well as there is the other sentence in this article said, “They undoubtedly saw rainbow patterns in the misty spray, but were convinced they had discovered a fairy grotto.” I would like to visit South Island and Milford Sound again as last time I did not see a rainbow. I would imagine that I rotate my neck to see the rainbow, it would be as a heaven, discovered a fairy grotto. Event though, “Jessie explains that Milford Sound is actually a fiord, carved out by a glacier and then flooded by the sea, whereas a sound is a flooded river valley.” For my opinion, it seems that Milford Sound is just a fiord rather than a sound. However, it is still the most experienced traveller, which means you won’t regret to travel under the one of the most
It was the summer of 2012, my brother Ashton and I were in Hollywood, FL on vacation. We had been fishing since eight in the morning and we were bored out of our minds, so we hopped in a canoe and set off to what is the most thrilling event of my life. We were not prepared physically or mentally for what we were about to encounter.
Growing up, my parents and I always took the time to read stories together. Before bed, before school, while playing with dolls in the bathtub. Fiction and nonfiction stories alike taught me about both the physical, literal world around me, and the world I could create in my own mind when I needed to find comfort. It was through the works of fiction, however, that I learned despite the hardships of life, I could disappear into a world I could mold however I pleased.
I was convinced at one point in my life that I wouldn't graduate high school, let alone get a college degree. I grew up in a broken home, where there was physical, emotional, mental, and sexual abuse. This all had a tremendous affect on me as a young girl, well into my teenage years, and early adult hood, and significantly impacted the choices I made for myself at the time. I moved out of my home at the age of 15 after my mother remarried, I went to live with a friend which I thought at that time was a great idea. It wasn't long after that I began smoking marijuana, doing cocaine, drinking and taking rohypno. I was hanging out with all the wrong people, and I stopped going to school for over a month my junior year. One morning after I had drank
As David and I slowly approach the final bunker, we found it too quiet as we cautiously enter. By surprise there was 1 kraut left and jabbed David in the stomach with a bayonet before pulling it out and waving it around trying to stab me, as he goes for a stab I thought I was going to get a bayonet to the face but luckily, I grabbed the side of the barrel of the gun trying to force the bayonet into him. We struggle for control of the gun while David is dying an agonising death, he makes a mistake trying to kick me leading to him to his demise as I put more strength in pushing tripping him over and ultimately stabbing in the chest. I grab David by the waist and put him on my shoulder as I rush to the nearest medical station, at arrival we were
Working in a restaurant, it is my job to make the customers happy and give them my best service. Although it is not too difficult to bring a person joy when you are handing them ice cream, I strive to have such an attitude that would brighten a person's day. A few customers make this very easy to do, these are the ones who can make a long day at work a little shorter.
My wife and I drove to Colorado today for the Mother’s Day weekend. The sky is overcast and threatens to rain at any moment. On day such as this, I am reminded of our track meet day in elementary school. I grew up in a very small town and many schools in this area held a track meet on the last day of school. Nearly every year, the track meet took place on a day with similar weather conditions. It was just cool enough to keep comfortable as you ran, jumped, and played, but not too cold to ruin the day. Everyone loved the track meet since there were no classes and students were treated to a day of athletic competition. Each child participated in every event and ribbons were given out to the top 6 finishers. Participant ribbons were given to every child who did not place in the top positions.
April, 16 2004 is when i was brought to this world. I lived with my mom and dad until my dad had past away. That's when I moved in with my Aunt and Uncle. At first i had thought it was a small trip because that's what i was told, every time i had gotten mad at my Aunt or Uncle i would think about when the trip would end. It was about a month or two When they brought my little brother down with us. It took about four years before they told me the reason why we got taken away from my mom and what it would take to move back with her. That was my sixth grade year and that's when I had realized that my hometown was Walla Walla, not Colville or Spokane.
When you upload a video to Youtube, Google attempts to transcribe the speech into subtitles, usually with comedic consequences. I am able to add the correct subtitles at the correct times of the videos.
There have been plenty of times in my life when I’ve been happy, but one is a specific period. This period was between 2001-2013 and in this period is when I was born and when my uncle died. When my uncle was alive, I had some of the happiest moments of my life. He taught a lot of things and how to be lose in life like how to not worry about everything. When he died it didn’t just affect me but my whole immediate family too.
Have you ever broken something that was really important or too big to hide? I remember about four or five years back in the 7th or 8th grade. My brother and I would always have these competitions to prove that we were the best at almost everything. Even though he was 17 and I was 12 it was always these stupid and pointless competitions. Who could drink the most milk, who could type the fastest, or who was the best at playing video games, which was me of course?
I hate drugstores and will only set foot in one when I’m feeling like shit or out of nuisance household items like toilet paper or shampoo. This morning I realized I was running low on each member of the holy trinity of men’s grooming: razors, toothpaste and soap.
The wind whistled past us as we were driving home from my long doctor’s appointment. Everything was calm and quiet. The car was silent other than low music playing in the background and cars passing by beside us. We drove for a couple of minutes, not worrying about anything at the moment.
In the first week after I gave birth to my baby girl Sophia, I was not feeling myself and felt really sad. I had not had any time to myself in a while and I was overwhelmed at the fact that I was a new parent. I was physically exhausted from giving birth and I was upset for feeling ungrateful that God had granted me my child. I felt like I was betraying God because I did not care for my child like I should have. It was very hard to feed or bathe my baby, as I was always feeling so sad. My husband realized what was happening, so he got me the help that I needed. I will never forget the overwhelming sadness and guilt that I felt over those couple weeks.